Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

The next day, Moze put on those clothes that had been washed once and soaked in vinegar, and walked out of the house, half-forced to put on a white medical mask before going out.

Stopping Mo Ze who wanted to take off the mask, Mo's mother said seriously: "Take it! You must wear it, otherwise you will not be allowed to go out. Also, pay attention to safety, you know? Never go alone Around the alley, and, be careful with your new friend when no one is around, and..."

"Okay! Stop!" Some helplessly patted his mother, who was already shorter than himself, Moze sighed, pulled the mask off his face, and smiled: "I know Mom, you are worried about me, but now you won't Now that something like that is happening, I’m not a child anymore, don’t be afraid.”

"Well... what do you want for lunch? I'll make it for you."

He arrived at the small park smelling of vinegar, and a vinegar smell that did not belong to him also came out from a stone in the small park. The owner of the smell was stroking the kitten that Moze would feed every morning.

From the looks of it, Chen Simeng's family should have boiled vinegar, and the concentration of the smell on his body was no less than his own.

The kitten seemed to dislike the strong smell of vinegar, and kept rubbing on Chen Simeng's body, wanting to smear his own smell on this young man who treated him very well.But when it saw Moze, it meowed as if it couldn't take it anymore, turned around and ran away from the two teenagers who were full of smells they didn't like.

Although they are usually good to themselves, it doesn't mean that you need to stay around them with a sour smell that is strong enough to overwhelm all the smells.

Moze felt that the vinegar smell on his body was too strong, not to mention the cat with a keen sense of smell.

"Let me guess... Did your mother cook vinegar at home?" Sniffing, the mask filtered out part of the vinegar smell, but it was enough to be able to smell Chen Simeng clearly.

"No, it's my dad, who said this is the disinfection method I read on the Internet, but you don't need to smoke my clothes too, it smells so bad!"

"Well, my family is my mother, but vinegar does disinfect, at least it can prevent nasal congestion." Moze pinched his nose, except for the smell of vinegar, it still smells of vinegar, not to mention nasal congestion, just block the whole nose, according to his old The amount of vinegar that Mom boiled, it has to be washed away.

"But if that's the case, that cat won't even kiss me anymore. It's hard to find such a stray cat who is not afraid of people!" Chen Simeng sat cross-legged on a stone with her face in black gloves, looking at the cat with some pity. The kitten ran farther and farther.

Chen Simeng was looking at cats, and Mo Ze was looking at Chen Simeng. It's not that he has any special hobbies, but it's just strange.Even if you are afraid of the cold, you will not put on gloves at eight or nine in the morning. It is still a pair of gloves with a protective layer.

"So what are we going to play? In this park, I think it is more suitable for the elderly to take a few laps. We are so young, so we shouldn't have to sit on a bench to appreciate life?" Supporting the half-person-high stone with both hands , Mo Ze looked at Chen Simeng wearing a complete set of knee pads and wrist guards strangely. After putting on the armor, Chen Simeng carefully started the preparatory exercise on the stone.

"I usually exercise in this small park on winter weekends, just thinking that if someone is watching, my performance should be better." Stretching his ankles, Chen Simeng said something that Mo Ze couldn't understand.

Exercise?Does it have anything to do with being good?And you don't have to wear so many armors, what's the point?

These questions were answered after Mo Ze watched Chen Simeng jump from a backflip on a rock to the ground.Oh, it turns out that exercising refers to parkour, so that can explain why you need to wear a protective suit.

Landing firmly on the ground, Chen Simeng looked up with a proud expression on his face and asked, "How is it?"

"Hmm! It's cool!" Moze has always admired those who can do this kind of action that he wants to do but can't do, even if it's just a teenager of his own age.

I don’t know which tendon is wrong. Moze, who has only watched them perform parkour in film and television programs and People’s Square, also wants to try the feeling of backflipping off the stone, and the ground under the stone is very long and soft. Lawn, even if it fails, as long as you don't touch the ground with your head, there shouldn't be a big problem.

Mo Ze, who was still very confident in his body's ability to resist blows, signaled Chen Simeng under the stone to move away, so as not to accidentally hurt him later.I carefully recalled for a while how those parkour performers do backflips on the flat ground. It seems that the feet are pushed hard, the center of gravity moves back in the air, and then the feet land on the ground in a circle. It should not be difficult to break it down.

Taking a deep breath, thinking that failure would be a somersault anyway, Mo Ze turned over the stone after Chen Simeng's stop.

The result is very pleasant to hear and see. It is impossible to say that you have not practiced it just by watching it, and then you can succeed at the first time. You didn’t even turn over halfway. Moze lay sideways on the grass, and finally there was a smell other than vinegar in his nose. .There seemed to be something wrong with the posture when he landed, smelling the smell of green grass, he clutched his stomach a little uncomfortable.

"Ah...it hurts...my stomach..." As if he was hit by his own knee, Moze, who felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, covered his strong abdominal muscles. Fortunately, there were still muscles blocking them, otherwise he would do it himself This knee bump is enough to make me hurt all day.

"What are you doing? I practiced for a long time before I dared to turn it over. Are you... are you okay?" Gently shaking Mo Ze who was curled up and covering his stomach, Chen Simeng shrank Mo Ze hard His body was pressed on the grass, and then he reached out and pressed a few times tentatively on his stomach.

"Don't press it, I know it's okay, it just hurts... ah!" I don't know which acupuncture point was pressed by Chen Simeng, Mo Ze, who had only a dull pain, suddenly felt a prickling, sat up all of a sudden, and grew a Tone: "Huh... young man, be gentle, my stomach hurts..."

"Your stomach is fine, it will be fine in a while, can you stand up?" Mo Ze looked at Mo Ze with a nervous expression, as if he was worried about something.But Mo Ze is not a fool, a boy at the age of the third year of junior high school is not a good baby in front of teachers and parents, and he is a crazy dog ​​when he leaves his sight.Bumps are inevitable, just as Moze is very confident in his damage resistance, because that height is really okay.

Although it hurt a little, there is no doubt about it.

Shaking his head, Moze still didn't follow his mother's advice and kept wearing a mask.Taking off the mask that had been crooked to one side, Moze laughed: "It's okay, you can go parkour, backflips and the like are not good, I still have a lot of research on climbing walls and landing on the ground."

As for how he practiced it, Mo Ze decided not to tell Chen Simeng that it was taught by his instinctive reaction when he climbed the wall and accidentally fell down when he went out to play crazy in the first grade of junior high school.